Tuesday, June 30, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
Sunday, June 21, 2009
Extricating the droplets of pride, from the ocean of self immolation, into a fire of eternal passion, to find another world away from mine
Hiding from a destiny that never was, in a shelter that never is, nestled in a hope that shouldn't be, to an end I could never accept
Dissolving in feelings that I can't define, absorbing a numbness I can't believe, lost in a dilemma that i don't like, yet captivated by reality
A conquest that is barely a win, an ally the devil within, lost in an immoral whim, that maybe my only reason to smile
Conjectures of yesterday, where minds and souls and bodies play, the memories of a different today, a connect against the tide
The end the beginning must be, the satyrs of bygones must rest unknowingly, and we be bound despite the anomaly, that we will never be one.
Sunday, June 7, 2009
“People are afraid of themselves, of their own reality; their feelings most of all. People talk about how great love is, but that's bullshit. Love hurts. Feelings are disturbing. People are taught that pain is evil and dangerous. How can they deal with love if they're afraid to feel? Pain is meant to wake us up. People try to hide their pain. But they're wrong. Pain is something to carry, like a radio. You feel your strength in the experience of pain. It's all in how you carry it. That's what matters. Pain is a feeling. Your feelings are a part of you. Your own reality. If you feel ashamed of them, and hide them, you're letting society destroy your reality. You should stand up for your right to feel your pain.”
--- Jim Morrison
Simply love this quote
--- Jim Morrison
The doors genius ironically died of an OD. Life laughs at us sometimes. A friend introduced me to this quote and it got me thinking. How would I want to die?
I don’t know. But I don’t think I want to hear it. Coz all I’ll hear is people calling me back. I don’t want to taste it, coz there’ll be a bitterness of things not accomplished, not done, not experienced in a lifetime. And I definitely don’t want to smell the nauseating fear attached with it.
I would rather die in my sleep.
Jim also said,
“People fear death even more than pain. It's strange that they fear death. Life hurts a lot more than death. At the point of death, the pain is over. Yeah, I guess it is a friend.”
I don’t fear death. I guess I fear pain though, my own and others’. I want to be gone in a flash. Before anyone has time to grieve, to realize, to prepare. Just evaporate if possible. Just disappear.
When it comes though, I don’t want to be ready. Coz I’ll never be brave enough to die. It should sneak in from the back and whisk me away to the other land…..